Hurry up were going to be late,
We get there in time and still have to wait.
Never enough or too much of it,
Hitting the time clock when its time to quit.
The ill are given certain amount of time to live,
All their lives nothing but time to give.
Either hoping that their Time passes fast,
Others hoping that their time here last.
Not enough time in a day to get things done,
They say time is up that's no fun.
Planning ahead marking time and dates,
Spending quality time with your mates.
Many time zones from around the world 🌍,
Some timezones are extremely hot 🔥 other down right cold 🥶.
We were Born with a time stamped on our birth certificate,
Making this time in life significant.
Clocks,watches, calendars,📆 The Sun 🌞 the Moon, all forms of time,
I've said time mucho in this rhyme.
So take your time don't be in hurry,
Rushing to get there in a scurry.
Its better to be late than not at all,
So take your time on the way to the mall.
Once you've lost it no getting it back,
Planning ahead will get you off track.
Live in the presence not the future nor the past,
Because our time on earth 🌎 will never last.
Johnny p Chavez
5/16/22
- Author: Bubblicious (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 15th, 2022 01:41
- Category: Unclassified
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The foreclosure of time.
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